Month: Apr 2013

One of the most common dismissals of those trying to make the world a better place is ‘get real’. Ironic, given the complete distortion of reality that governments and corporations are creating for us today. Our beef is horse, our horses are on steroids, our money is debt, and our public services are private. Daily life seems to consist of a Mad Hatters Tea Party where people are sipping imaginary tea and scoffing from empty plates as they occupy an ever less real world.

Sport

How much of the high performance we see in the world of sport is natural human endeavour, and how much is an unattainable result based on performance enhancing drugs?

8779 council owned properties and 5600 social landlord properties are under-occupied according to the government criteria. Over ¾ of the tenants of these homes will lose between £10 and £20 per week in housing benefit and ¼ will lose over £20 per week (max £30).

Those affected are spread right across the city, but the worst wards are Nechells, Kingstanding, Aston, Shard End , Kings Norton and Weoley.

The report contains the following table showing the housing required to move everybody into the “right” sized properties. It is glaring that 5200 extra one bedroom properties would be needed and the city would have exactly 3 available! This illustrates the complete vindictiveness of the bedroom tax. People are being penalised for not making a move which…

(satire – barely)

Amid concerns on the Tory Right that the Prime Minister has no feel for their concerns, Mr Cameron said that he can force the right-wing touchstone issue of getting married to someone you don’t love simply in order to avoid paying as much money as possible in taxes, because he is technically the most senior Treasury minister.

In an interview with theConservative Home website, Mr Cameron said:

It’s clear that if we are to get the economy on its feet again, the country can no longer afford to continue to prioritise luxuries such as love and romance and all those other things the Left think are so important.

Like this:

We ache with intense-melancholy,
Severing veins because your nightmares,
Are no longer something alien to me,
When your springs cannot be pink,
Our tears fall alternately upon these lands,
Sprawled across the earth — we join hands.
Physically we may never reach.
But our spirits are already encrypted between the folds,
Of the unified waves resonating between us,
From my eyes and yours reaching the banks,
Of rivers where we have always stood, together.

The chilling summers and fiery winters,
Overwrite everything in-between,
Spring and autumn are not fading but are reflected,
Within the daily storms we carry in our arms.
The rain never promised it would fall silently,
So each drop collides with earth,
Fragile-strength leaving footprints,
Aiding growth — the way that we do,
Each time our souls collide,
In all of our painful- tender ways,
Reaching through tears that we’ve both tasted,
Memories bitter-sweet intertwine, Deeper with…